Original subtitles

[ALL LAUGHING]

[RASPBERRY]

AAH!

YAAH!

YOW!

WHAT'S YOUR HOME PLANET'S NAME, ZIM?

Dib: COME ON, ZIM, TELL ME.

I'LL FIND OUT EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU SOONER OR LATER.

I'LL FIND OUT EVERYTHING.

NO, I DON'T THINK YOU WILL, DIB.

I DON'T THINK YOU WILL.

Ms. Bitters: SO, RIGHT AROUND THERE,

A NEGATIVE STIGMA WAS ATTACHED

TO THE IDEA OF SURVIVING ON HUMAN FLESH.

STILL, THERE WERE ISOLATED GROUPS

OF ZOMBIES THAT-- YES, DIB?

MS. BITTERS,

ZIM'S TRIP TO THE REST ROOM HAS LASTED A REAL LONG TIME.

I RECALL YOU SPENDING QUITE A LONG TIME

IN THERE RECENTLY, AS WELL.

THAT WAS CORN AND MAYONNAISE DAY!

AH, THAT'S NO EXCUSE.

HE'S UP TO SOMETHING. I JUST KNOW IT.

[GROWLS]

AHH!

MY BUSINESS...

IS DONE!

WHO TAKES 3 HOURS TO GO TO THE BATHROOM

BEFORE LUNCH, ZIM?

NONSENSE! I HAD MUCH TO DO!

SO MUCH!

Gir on P.A.: GREETINGS, CHILDREN OF EARTH.

THIS IS YOUR NEW SCHOOL ANNOUNCER.

A SPECIAL SURPRISE MANDATORY FIELD TRIP IS HAPPENING

FOR THE FOLLOWING LUCKY CHILDREN:

MORLA, FLAN, RED ROCKY,

EVERYONE IN MS. BITTERS' CLASS

EXCEPT FOR ZIM,

AND ESPECIALLY DIB.

ALL THESE CHILDREN GET TO GO TO A SPECIAL PLACE

MADE ENTIRELY OF FOOD.

I LIKE FOOD.

NOW, CHECK IT OUT! [STATIC]

[STATIC CUTS OUT]

Ms. Bitters: GO. ALL OF YOU, GO!

[CHILDREN CHEERING]

WHAT ABOUT ZIM? WHY ISN'T HE GOING?

I GUESS I'M JUST NOT SMART ENOUGH.

Chunk: YEAH, HEH, YEAH.

STUPID!

DUH!

IT HURTS ME TO SEE ALL YOU DIRTY MONSTERS

GO OFF TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN.

I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO STAY AND STUDY HARDER.

WATCH HIM CLOSELY, MS. BITTERS.

[GROWLS]

Chunk: DUH!

[TALKING ALL AT ONCE]

HMM? HUH? HUH?

Dib: WHEN DID THEY START PUTTING THE DRIVER BEHIND A DOOR?

[BUS PULLING AWAY]

OH, MAN! HE'S SITTING NEAR US!

OK, I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO SAY,

BUT I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG

ABOUT THIS WHOLE SURPRISE FIELD TRIP THING.

YOU ARE SO WEIRD.

Ms. Bitters: NOW, OPEN UP YOUR TEXTBOOK

AND BEGIN MEMORIZING THE COPYRIGHT INFORMATION.

YOU WILL BE QUIZZED ON THIS.

MS. BITTERS, I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED

TO USE THE REST ROOM ONCE AGAIN.

OK, BUT THAT'S YOUR LAST REST ROOM BREAK

FOR THE REST OF THE SCHOOL YEAR.

I SHUT IT OFF, GIR. IT WORKED.

[GIR BEAT-BOXING]

LET'S GO HOME! PHASE TWO IS UNDERWAY.

THAT'S MY FAVORITE PHASE.

Zim: LEAVE NO EVIDENCE!

WHAT IS THIS?

WE'VE BEEN PASSING THE SAME STUFF OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

LOOK AT THAT DOG. THAT DOG'S GONE BY 4, MAYBE 5 TIMES ALREADY.

WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE DOG?

Chunk: YEAH, I LIKE THE DOG.

RRR!

DIB.

YEAH.

DIB.

EXCUSE ME--

[MECHANICAL VOICE] GO BACK TO YOUR SEAT, YOUNG MAN,

AND KEEP YOUR ARMS AND LEGS INSIDE THE BUS.

UM, I COULDN'T HELP BUT NOTICE--

HELLO, DIB!

THIS WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN AS MUCH FUN

WITHOUT YOU STICKING YOUR SMELLY NOSE IN HERE.

AS YOU MAY HAVE ALREADY GUESSED, THIS IS A TRAP.

YOU'RE REALLY ONE OF THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO CAN APPRECIATE

THE AMAZINGNESS OF THIS PLAN,

SO I'LL LET YOU IN ON WHAT IT IS.

ACTUALLY, I'LL LET YOU SEE.

LOOK OUT THE WINDOW, WOULD YOU?

Dib: NO! NO!

NO...!

[ZIM LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

Dib: YOW!

Sara: LISTEN TO HIM.

THE WEIRDO.

Zim: MY MISSION MIGHT NOT BE AS EXCITING

WITHOUT YOU AROUND TO ANNOY ME,

BUT IT WILL BE MORE... PLEASANT.

YOUR FELLOW BUSMATES ALL SMELLED THEIR FATES

THE MOMENT THEY STOOD IN THE WAY OF MY MISSION OF DOOM,

BUT YOU-- DESTROYING YOU WILL BE THE GREATEST VICTORY.

YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS, ZIM!

Gir: WHERE ARE MY WALNUTS?

I ALREADY GOT AWAY WITH IT.

SEE? LOOK OUT THE WINDOW.

I WOULD SAY I'VE GOTTEN AWAY WITH IT PRETTY NICELY.

YOU'RE LAUNCHING YOUR ENEMIES INTO SPACE?

THAT'S YOUR PLAN?

THIS IS CRAZY!

LAUNCHING YOU INTO SPACE IS JUST THE FIRST PART OF MY PLAN.

NOW IS WHERE THE FUN REALLY STARTS.

A WORMHOLE?

IS THAT A WORMHOLE?

IMPRESSED YET?

WELL, IT'S BETTER THAN JUST LAUNCHING US INTO SPACE.

YOW!

[DIB RETCHING]

OH, IT'S GETTING BUMPY.

THAT'S A GREAT DOG.

THE WORMHOLE IS ONLY PHASE TWO OF MY SCHEME.

THERE'S MORE?

SO MUCH MORE.

I RESEARCHED MANY DIFFERENT WORMHOLES WITH MANY POSSIBLE OUTCOMES.

IT WAS VERY DIFFICULT DECIDING

WHICH WOULD BE THE MOST HORRIBLE FOR YOU.

ONE WORMHOLE WOULD HAVE SPAT YOU OUT

INTO A DIMENSION OF PURE ITCHING.

THERE, SEE?

YOU CAN'T REALLY TELL, BUT THAT STUFF'S REALLY ITCHY.

ANOTHER WOULD HAVE SENT YOU TO A DIMENSION

OF PURE DOOKY!

BUT I CHOSE THIS PARTICULAR WORMHOLE

ESPECIALLY FOR THE OCCASION.

YOU SEE, AT THE END OF THIS WORMHOLE LIES

A ROOM...

WITH A MOOSE!

NO--WAIT A MINUTE.

DID YOU SAY A ROOM WITH A MOOSE?

YES!

YOUR FEAR IS OVERWHELMING, NO?

UM, NO.

WHAT'S SO SCARY ABOUT A ROOM WITH A STUPID MOOSE IN IT?

I MEAN, YEAH, THAT'S A BIG MOOSE, BUT REALLY--

OH, I WILL SHOW YOU!

PREPARE YOUR BLADDER FOR IMMINENT RELEASE!

Dib: NUH-UH!

ARE THOSE WALNUTS?

YES. Gir: MY WALNUTS!

NOW, WATCH THE MONITOR, DIB.

WATCH IT CAREFULLY.

Dib: OH, NO.

[DIB GROANING]

NO! NO!

NO! NO!

NO...!

NOW, DIB, I LEAVE YOU TO YOUR--

Gir: MOOSEY FATE! SAY "MOOSEY FATE!"

YOUR MOOSEY FATE.

[GIR GIGGLING]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

[WHIMPERS]

EVERYONE! WE'RE IN A WORMHOLE!

ZIM HAS LAUNCHED US INTO A WORMHOLE,

AND WE'RE FLYING TOWARD SOMETHING HORRIBLE!

SOMETHING JUST HORRIBLE!

[GRUNTS]

[THUD]

[DOG BARKING]

WAIT! THERE MIGHT BE HOPE!

I CAN USE MY COMPUTER TO PLOT OUT THE COURSE OF THE WORMHOLE.

I'M GOING TO PUNCH YOU IN YOUR WORMHOLE.

[ALL LAUGHING]

THERE! JUST AHEAD--

A FORK IN THE WORMHOLE!

THE LEFT LEADS DIRECTLY TO THE ROOM WITH THE MOOSE.

TO THE RIGHT...

EARTH!

HOME.

[OTHERS LAUGHING]

[BEEPING]

OK, DIB, BEFORE YOU REALLY TRY TO THINK OF A WAY OUT OF THIS,

THINK ABOUT WHAT THAT WOULD MEAN.

ON ONE HAND, YOU'D BE SAVING YOURSELF.

ON THE OTHER HAND,

YOU'D ALSO BE SAVING THEM.

LOOK! HE'S TALKING TO HIMSELF AGAIN!

YOU GUYS ARE JUST BEGGING TO FACE THE MOOSE!

[ALL LAUGHING]

Zim: MY MISSION MIGHT NOT BE AS EXCITING WITHOUT YOU AROUND TO ANNOY ME,

BUT IT WILL BE MORE... PLEASANT.

NO! WITHOUT ME, THE EARTH IS DOOMED!

I CAN'T LET ZIM RUN FREE!

NOT WHILE THERE'S STILL HOPE!

EVERYBODY! I THINK I'VE GOT A PLAN!

IF WE ALL MOVE OVER TO THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BUS,

WE JUST MIGHT BE ABLE TO STEER THIS THING CLEAR OF THE MOOSE ROOM!

COME ON!

WE CAN GO HOME!

IF WE GO OVER THERE, THEN WE'D BE NEAR YOU.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND COOL.

DO YOU SEE OUR DILEMMA?

HURRY! THERE ISN'T MUCH TIME!

THE MOOSE! THE MOOOOSE!

NOW HE'S TALKING ABOUT A MOOSE.

[JUVENILE MUSIC PLAYING]

GIR!

[SIGHS] OH...

[CHILDREN GRIPING INDISTINCTLY]

Children: OH...

WHAT A STUPID FIELD TRIP.

ALMOST AS STUPID AS DIB.

YEAH, ALMOST.

I'M GOING TO MISS THAT DOG.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS]

[MIMICKING] NO! NO!

THE MOOSE HAS FAILED ME!

[STOPS GRUNTING]

[JUVENILE MUSIC PLAYING]